Would you for once be the most vulnerable you’ve been.
I wish to see you at the core, I wish to see you raw. I wish to see you need me, I wish to see you crave for an ear. I wish to see your tears, you’ve been hiding behind your smile. I wish to see the whirlwinds in the vast calmness you portray. I wish to see that trust inside you. I want to feel special. I want to feel exclusive. I wish to see your naked emotions, at their weakest.
Not so that I could hurt them. Just to see you being you. Just to see what nurturing a soul feels like. Just to know what trust feels like.
And if I ever see it, I promise to take care of it, make it believe in kindness. Carve it in gold, and shine it. For, I wouldn’t want a spot on the soul that trusted me.
The 3 A.M. Verses 